The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-06-19
CHAPTER III.


lords of the realm
Descended in an almost unbreken line from
royalty, he was naughty and austere. AL
though kind and condescending to his infe.
riors, his dignity and hauteur showed them
that no familiarity was allowed
He had, early in life, brought to his an
cestral balls his young bride-Anne, only
daughter of Lord Hapsburg--a lady famous
for her beauty and Accomplishments.
She had early been left motherless and
her girlhood's years were mostly spent in
the companionship of her easy, indulgent
father, who made her his hearts idol and
would allow none of her wishes to be
thwarted She had one other devoted at
acknowledgements, the faithful and affec-
tionate servant of her sainted mother
Margaret was, fortunately for Lady Anne,
a woman of good, sound sense-and, al
though she loved her little lady devotedly
strove to train her So as to become anupright
christian woman.
Anne was naturally of a gentle, yielding
disposition and she grew up as lovely in
character as she was in person.
Lord Hapsburg, knowing that his years
Id speedy dissolution, although dread
ingsorely to part with hisidclized daughter,
yielded to the request of the then y0ltng
Earl Beaconsfield for his daughters hand
knowing that she would be we'll guarded
from harm by such an honorable man as
Arthur Dugan, Earl Beaconsfield.
Anne was by no means averse. She had
known the young Earl from childhood and
had grown TO love him, almost impercepti-
bly-and she was happy indeed when she
had his manly strength and sheltering love
for protection
And fondly indeed the Earl loved his sweet
wife Her disposition was one that looked
to stronger for protection and shrank with
timidity from harshness.
Several children had been born to the Earl
and Countess, but these young buds had only
blossomed TO fade and wither, until the birth
of Young Arthur-who, although delicate al
birth, grew into sturdy, romping boy,
quick and apt and honorable.
Arthur cared for no companions more
than his mother and Margaret, for although
they ruled him with firmness, there was a
gentleness and affection that won his hearts
sincere devotion.
The young lord loved his father, also
dearly. But the naughty dignity of th6
Earl forbade his approach with any degree
of famliarity-and his love was more that
of fear than pure affection
Arthur loved his father and felt proud oi
him, but it was into the ear of his gentle
mother that he poured his youthful trouble
and pleasures.
"Remember that you are a Beaconsfeld
my son." from the Earl repelled the young
boy but quelled any youthful folly in his
fathers presence.
'IMy dear SON" and the tender look oi
love from his mother drew him constantly
to her side to lay his head on her shoulder
and caress and be caressed IL turn.
"My bonnie boy, from Margaret, brought
him bounding to her side, his bright eyes
cleaning with boyish fun.
As Arthur grew in years and too large fol
the training Of home, he was placed under
the tutorage of the neighboring vicar, q
man noted for his learning and riety, who
sought not only TO train the youthful nlind
for Oxford but for the higher duties Of life
The boy had but few playmates but the
one he loved most was the little Lady Betty
the only daughter and heiress OF their near
neighbor, a wealthy lord
The little lady was much younger thar
Arthur, a little brown thing with blue, black
hair. and great ewes like midnight
although homely as a child, was one of those
who develop into that rich, warm beauty ol
the South as they grow IN years.
She was u mischievous spt1te ana dearly
loved TO tease the great boy who was so de.
voted TO his tormentor.
The parents of both looked upon the
youthful friendship with great delight as
the beginning of an older and stronger
affection, which was TO terminate in an ALI.
ance which would he most desirable and OF
interest to both houses.
But the young boy soon outgrew bis tutol
and entered Oxford. The parting from his
mother and little playmate was sad, but his
fathers
"Remember you are Beaconsfield," +" fill
ing him with the pride Of his noble births
His mother's-"God bless you, my son
Remember your mothers teachings
Margaret's last greeting over her bonnie
boy"
And the last words Of his much loved
tutor
"Remember Sir Arthur, there are ticc
kinds OF manhood, therefore let it be youi
aim TO strive for the nobter.n
These spurred him on 20 the highest aim
together with his natural nobility OF char
acter 2
He left Oxford, having done honor to him
self and friends. The pride Of the Beacons
fields was never once outraged by any dis
graceful scrapes, and the Earl gazed upoi
him with proud satisfaction as he welcomed
his son back 70 his paternal home.
Lady Anne's eyes were filled with tears o.
ioy. as she was folded with unchanged afiec
tion in the arms Of her son. now grown Z
manhood.
But with Margaret he was sill-'hel
bonnie boy"